🤎Serendipity🤎

My buddy is hehehe yoongi, tae and jimin.😂😂 this is too funny.

{ A/N: Hello! lovely people. i finished another namjoon imagine that might get a part 2. please feel free to comment what you all think and if you’d like a part 2 so i have inspiration to write it. :) } There was a difference in the way he smiled at her. She could feel his smile slowly taking effect. Her heart beating a million miles at the sight of his boyish grin and his laugh echoing through her hears, rattling her brain and taking up her thoughts. She didn’t know exactly when all this had started, perhaps it was the day they both had shared a certain laugh together that made her notice the deep dimples in his cheeks that only seemed to appear when he were laughing or smiling or the way his deep set eyes would crease into crescent moons along with his dimpled smile and beautiful, yet rhythmic laugh. 

Eden looked up at him and her lips began to curve into a small smile as she watched him settle his laughter and close his eyes while sighing deeply. She liked how content he looked right now with her, she wanted him to look like this all the time but the weight of half the actual world was actually on his shoulders. With him being an actual star that people looked up to she can see how things could get stressful or even unbearable, she wanted to keep being the person he’d come to in his times of stress and need.  

“Are you starting to feel better now?” she questioned. Taking her eyes away from his face and looking ahead of herself.

“I always do with you.” he answers looking down at the ground.

She looked up at him again. “Don’t feel too pressured Namjoon, you know your fans will be satisfied with anything you write. You’re a very inspiring person.” she gently pushed him playfully. He looked at her and grinned. Again her heart, like many other times, beats faster than normal. 

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Another thing Eden loved about Namjoon was their shared love for books. She remembered how they both met inside this exact book store. She had been looking for something different than what she was used to reading and apparently he had been to, they both reached out for the same book and she had pulled so hard on it that he banged his nose against the metal holding all the books together. 

“You remember when you almost broke my nose here.” he mentions.

Eden hadn't even noticed he brought them to the spot where they’d first met until he said something. She sighed, rolling her eyes and passed him to walk into the isle of books. 

“I said sorry didn’t i? It's not my fault you had such a weak grip.”

“Weak gri- excuse me i had no weak grip. It was extremely hot inside that day and my hands were sweaty.” 

She turned around to face him while walking backwards. “You sir had a very weak grip.” she laughed, pointing finger guns at him and winking. He rolled his eyes and whispered “whatever” under his breath. She turned around and grabbed one of the bean bags that the librarian, they were both close to, sat out for them and left there since they both were common regulars.

“Isn't it my turn to use the fluffy one.” he says looking down at the big, white bean bag chair in her hands.

She shook her head. “No it is not. Remember when we snuck the ice cream in and you spilled some on it, yeah i banned you from using it after that.” 

He groaned, leaning his head back. “Pleeeease.” he looked back at her, making the face that always seemed to persuade her into letting him get what he wanted. 

“Fine.” she says looking away from him. She knew he’d end up smiling in the end and her heart couldn’t take another attack from that weapon but she could still feel the smile spreading onto his face without even looking at him. He came close to her and kissed her head, taking it from her. “Thank you.” he said and walked away but she stood there still, the tingle from his lips still lingering there on her head. She blinked a few times when she heard him call her name and looked at him.

“W-what?” she asks not remembering what he had said.

“I said. Are you going to sit down?” 

She nodded and grabbed the big, blue leather bean bag chair and sat it across from his in the middle of the isle. 

After a while when they were both settled with their own books in hand. She decided to look up from her own and move her neck around. She stopped and caught a glimpse of him, staring down at a book, his features were soft, no hint of stress or worry seen in them. She leaned her head  against the railing beside her head and smiled while admiring him.

“Lovely.” 

He looked up at her and she quickly looked away. when she had turned her head she bumped her head into the railing and hit her nose. 

“Oh my god. Ow!” she yelled lowly, standing to her feet and holding her nose. She could hear Namjoon  chuckling as he stood up and held onto his stomach. She looked up at him, with warning eyes, while holding her nose. He struggled to stop but soon did and started stepping towards her.

“Let me see.” he says calmly placing his hand on her cheek suddenly, causing her to step back in surprise by the electricity going through her cheek and lightning up a match in her heart. She wondered if he felt it too.

“Come here E.” he says moving his hands to her waist and bringing her a step closer and placing his hands on her cheek again and lifting up her face and looking around her nose. She felt her heart speed multiply so much, she swore I'd rip her chest apart and fall onto the floor because of how close he was to her. This close she could see everything she loved about him.

“Well your nose is okay.” he says removing his hands from her face. “Lets just call this karma for what you did to me.” he laughed and looked down at her. She was still looking up at him, her eyes shaking, not able to blink as they moved from his lips to the dimple on his cheek and his beautiful, brown eyes. What she said next shocked not only her but him too.

“I like you.” 

“W-what.”

Warning: None

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I stood there starring at the painting infront of me. I let myself breath and think deeply about the events that have taken place for the past two weeks. Me and namjoon have been seeing each other and we both dont know how to go on about it yet. Before it was just a lot of stealing looks at each other, then it was staring and then light flirting in secret now it's this, meeting in private with each other. I knew that we couldn't, he knew that we couldn't but our feelings overshadowed that.

I closed my eyes feeling his hand slide into my own, intertwining our fingers together. I didn't need to look over to know it was him. I knew this feeling all too well. The feeling you'd get as a child when you see the present you had asked for under the Christmas tree.

He lightly squeezed my hand and rubbed his thumb across the small spot on my thumb and against my knuckle, something he did when he could sense my nervousness.

"Did anyone hear you leave?" I asked keeping my eyes trained on the dove painting infront of us.

"Yoongi saw…and he knows." He answered.

This didn't really shock me. Me and namjoon both knew if any of his members were to find out about us so quickly it would be him. I sighed and looked away from the painting and up at him. He had a white hoodie on, the hood over his head and his hair sprawled out on over his forehead, and black Jean's.

"What did he say?"

"To be careful."

He looked down at me and flashed a small unworried smile. We both knew his members wouldn't say anything so yoongi finding out wasn't much of a deal to either of us but it's the public I was worried about.

"One down, six more to go." I joke and look down at my feet. He chuckles and squeezes my hand again before we both start walking down the dim art galleries small hall, stil hand in hand. There weren't many people inside the art gallery at this time a night so we weren't too worried about anyone seeing, especially since it wasn't much light inside this gallery building.

"I want to kiss you." He whispers.

I could feel my heart race quicker than it usually did when being in his presence. I bit my lip thinking about his lips on mine.

"I want to kiss you too." I mummble back.

After saying that he started walking faster down the hall and turned a corner, he kept walking until he found an empty spot in between two wall that didn't have anything on it. We both moved in between them and we both stood there not looking at each other. I felt like my heart was going to climb out of my chest. We both hadn't kissed yet and I was afraid he wouldn't like it or I'd mess up.

"We don't haft t-." He began to speak but I interrupted.

"No I want to."

"Are you sure?"

I looked up at him and nodded. "Yes." I stepped closer and tried evening out my breathing. He did the same and placed his right hand on my waist and his other had against my cheek bringing we closer against his body. I closed my eyes and let my left hand tug on his jacket and the other held onto his arm as he inched closer.

When his lips touched mine I could feel my body relax and my eyes weren't so squeezed shut, everything in me loosened, my stomach was jumping around and my heart was beating like crazy. We started moving our lips together slowly, letting each other get familiar with the feeling of our lips being pressed together before it got heated.

He removed his hand from my face and down to my waist as he pushed my back against the wall. I wrapped my arms around his neck and stood up on my toes a bit to get closer. After a while I bit his bottom lip and pulled back before resting my head onto his and breathed in and out deeply.

"We should definitely do that more often." I say.

"Agreed."

[AU : please feel free to comment requests or what you think of this au. ]

Word Count: 366

Warning: Fluff

Lydia rolled over on the long, dark blue cotton couch opening her eyes slowly to the view of yoongi's back and the all too familiar sounds of yoongi's tittering finger tapping against his keyboard and his mouse clicking away at certain moments while typing away. 

She sat up on the couch raising her arms above her head and stretching them out, while arching her back as she did so. She stood to her feet after and shuffled over to Yoongi's black rolling chair, sliding her hands down his chest and placing her chin in the crook of his neck. He leaned back in his seat and removed his hands from the keyboard and mouse, leaning his head back onto the top edge of his chair. Lydia grabbed his head phones from his ears and placed them on his desktop beside the picture of Min Holly he had framed beside his computer. 

She moved her lips closer to his ear and whispered. “You should stop here and rest.” she kissed his ear lightly, then his cheeks and lastly his neck and holding her lips there.

“I need to finish lydia.”

“You don’t need to right now yoongi, you have plenty of time next week to have many sleepless nights but what you do need right now is sleep.” 

She removed her hands from his chest and turned his chair around so he was facing her. She grabbed his hands and shuffled backwards lifting him up. He definitely was tired because any other time he would  have tried shoving her away or told her to wait a little longer and when he was tired he had this look in his eyes that differed from the look he usually had. She sat him down onto the couch and grabbed the cover that he had at the end of his couch and laid down beside him.

He wrapped his arms around her and she grabbed his hands and placed her own on top of his, pulling them to her lips and kissing his fingers before placing both their hands under her chin. She smiled feeling him smile against her neck.

“Thank you.” he whispered 

“For  what?”

{8:00am}

Plopping down on her couch allison sighed and leaned her head back until it touched the brick wall behind her, she brought her legs together onto the couch and wrapped her arms around them, letting her chin rest on top of her knee and closing her eyes, thinking about what she could do with the free time she actually had this morning. Allison knew she couldn't ring up her two best friends, Alana, and Andy because they both were occupied, Alana was celebrating her two year anniversary with her boyfriend Malcolm, and Andy was busy working on his art gallery.

Allison groaned, getting up from her couch and shuffling over to the window, stepping out of it and sitting on the stairs that were connected to her new york apartment. She leaned her head onto the rails and watched the different people walking around, then her eyes stopped and settled on an asian man, looking around a bit panicked, and what she guessed would be his small, black and brown fluffy dog. They were standing outside moons flower shop right across from her apartment complex building, it was her favorite flower shop, she passed by there everyday to greet the asian woman and her husband that comforted her once when she had been having a hard time in college, after that day she wanted to help around, and start taking shifts so she asked to work there and they happily let her, but she had never seen him once.

She stood to her feet, leaning down and set both her arms on the railing, one arm lying on the railing and the other propped upwards so she could place her chin into her palm.

“Hey!” She yelled.

The man looked around for a bit, then he finally turned around again and looked up and his eyes landed on her. He wore a white, somewhat over-sized sweatshirt, with sweatpants and a pair of Birkenstock shoes and his messy, semi-curled hair was sprawled out everywhere. He furrowed his brows and slightly turned his head as if he were a puppy trying to hear.

“Are you lost?” Allison asked, assuming he was a tourist or new.

The man shook his head, “no no i just locked myself out by accident.” 

Allison looked at the man with confused eyes, she didn’t understand how he would do that if he’d never been there before, but then her mind clicked and her eyes widened, this man had been the son of Mr. and Mrs Kim, the son they talked about a lot, she forgot they had said he’d be visiting them for a few months, however he wasn’t supposed to be here today.

“Oh! You must be taehyung?”

“Do i know you?” 

“No you don't but I'm Allison, a friend of your parents.”

Taehyung nodded and smiled a half smile. He looked away placing his hands in his pockets, he didn't know what to say, he never heard his parents speak of any friends when he’d ask and he certainly didn't think she'd look so young if they had told him, so he was curious as to who she was. He looked up again but didn’t see the woman leaning on the rail, he looked back down at his dog and sighed.

“What now tannie.” he mumbled. 

The dog barked and started pulling on the leash and moving forward near the street. Taehyung looked up and saw the woman across the street looking both ways before walking across. She had heart shaped lips, big light brown eyes, brown skin, and curly black hair that shined as she walked below the sun and she was wearing an over-sized, dark blue, yellow striped flannel dress with a loose blue jean jacket over it and a pair of black boots. She looked beautiful to him, he didn’t see many people with her beauty where he lived in korea.

Allison was immediately attacked by his small dog when she stepped onto the curb to greet him.

“Hi.” she said, smiling down at the dog.

“Hi.” taehyung repeated.

Being a lot closer to someone than being far was very different. Allison looked up into his eyes and suddenly felt conscious, he looked like he had stepped out of a vogue magazine cover. He had nice pink full lips that were in a  slight pout, and a roundish heart shaped face, his eyes looked like those of a tiger, she thought they were beautiful,and another thing she noticed was the small freckle located at the tip of his nose on the right side.

“Is there something on my face?” he asked, raising his hand and covering his nose.

“No, I'm sorry for staring.” she answered quickly and nervously.

Taehyung lowered his hand and placed it inside his pocket, “so would you like to explain how you know my mother and father allison?” he asked.

“Well I work here.” she answered.

Taehyung nodded slowly, feeling stupid for even asking. Of course she worked here he thought to himself. His thoughts were interrupted when he felt yeontan scratching at his pant leg.

“Do you have a spare key by chance?”

“Oh yes of course, it’s actually why i came down.” 

Allison stepped behind him to get to the door and reached her hand into her jacket pocket grabbing the spare key and unlocking the door. Stepping inside, she placed the key on a small clear table beside the door. She smiled as the scent of the flowers hit her nose, this was her favorite part of working here, the smell and feeling of euphoria when she walked in. She turned around to say something but taehyung had not been where she thought he’d be.

“Taehyung?” she called.

“Over here!” he yelled 

She stepped farther into the shop, walking past the different potted plants until she reached a small room that she used to take her breaks when she had them. Taehyung was bent down placing his dog inside of a cage and locking it up, he stood back up and turned around facing her. They both could feel the awkward air begin to rise between them.

“Would you like some water?” they both said in unison 

Both Allison and Taehyung chuckled and smiled at each other then walked out of the room over to the water fountain, next to the register.